The funny thing is that after spending all of the money that is necessary to keep one of these dumb animals alive for a winter that seems to have hung on well beyond where it should have gone away, I still like the horse.
I went out in the middle of the winter and busted my ass to make sure that this big dumb animal with a mane and a penchant for finding cockleburs was okay because I love her.
I sprayed her mane with WD40 and brushed her out, I fed her very carefully during the Winter and grained her so she wouldn't lose too much weight. I spent the money to make sure she had everything she needed and , in the heavy snow, I walked through to make sure she was okay. I brought her apples and carrots and I set out mineral blocks so she wouldn't have a problem with her salts. Now it's Spring and she loves me.
I will probably ride her all over the land and into town. I will ride this girl when I'm drunk, when I'm camping, when I'm just looking for an adventure and when I'm looking through the woods I haven't walked a horse through.
I'll hunt coyote off her back as well as coon, opossum, and groundhog. I'll take her fishing with me and she'll carry the fillets in a bag hooked on to my saddle. She'll never complain and she'll be happy when we reach the trail's end and I cut her loose to wander although she'll stick around and look at me with those big eyes waiting for me to tell her to run off until the next time I need her to do the same thing again.
And when she sees me walking toward her with a boselle and a lead rope, she'll bow her head and wait for me like the friend she is, praying for me to use her the way she and I were intended to be.
It costs me a lot of money and a great deal of caring but it's worth every penny. She's a good girl and she loves me.
I went out in the middle of the winter and busted my ass to make sure that this big dumb animal with a mane and a penchant for finding cockleburs was okay because I love her.
I sprayed her mane with WD40 and brushed her out, I fed her very carefully during the Winter and grained her so she wouldn't lose too much weight. I spent the money to make sure she had everything she needed and , in the heavy snow, I walked through to make sure she was okay. I brought her apples and carrots and I set out mineral blocks so she wouldn't have a problem with her salts. Now it's Spring and she loves me.
I will probably ride her all over the land and into town. I will ride this girl when I'm drunk, when I'm camping, when I'm just looking for an adventure and when I'm looking through the woods I haven't walked a horse through.
I'll hunt coyote off her back as well as coon, opossum, and groundhog. I'll take her fishing with me and she'll carry the fillets in a bag hooked on to my saddle. She'll never complain and she'll be happy when we reach the trail's end and I cut her loose to wander although she'll stick around and look at me with those big eyes waiting for me to tell her to run off until the next time I need her to do the same thing again.
And when she sees me walking toward her with a boselle and a lead rope, she'll bow her head and wait for me like the friend she is, praying for me to use her the way she and I were intended to be.
It costs me a lot of money and a great deal of caring but it's worth every penny. She's a good girl and she loves me.
